Long Live Peace (Rebirth)

Pre-collection of the ancient fantasy "Brother Xin Bai, Get Eternal Life" at the bottom of the copy, please collect it Healing, gentle, beautiful, strong and miserable male protagonist x constantly growing and upgrading female protagonist | Two-way healing | Super sweet [Serious version copywriting] In the fourteenth year of Qingze's reign, news of the prince's rebellion came from the front line in northern Xinjiang. Song Jiu'an looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking about his father, the tutor, who fully supported the prince, knowing that the Song family was finished. Before closing her eyes, she thought again of the Bai Yueguang who paved the way for her before her death - Chu Daizhao of the Hanlin Painting Academy. Yep, his life without his family is nothing. In her next life, she vowed to use her own strength to save Chu Snian and the Song family. However, in his previous life, he was trapped in the imperial city and locked up in the harem, knowing nothing about what happened in the previous dynasty. In this life, Jiu An followed his friend's "accidental" fall into the lake and found Mr. Lu who knew the inside story. As a result, he kicked off his feet and passed away leaving only a poem by Wang Wei. "Walking to a water-poor place, sit and watch the clouds rise." The only last words left by the painter Mr. Lu before his death took them back to the Song Dynasty painting era where Ma Lin lived a hundred years ago. Many times, Jiu An was extremely grateful to Wang Weineng who left this poem hundreds of years ago. From literati paintings to water and land rituals, from Buddhist tradition to the collision of Confucianism and Mohism, they gradually deciphered the secrets buried in ancient paintings and searched for the truth about the prince's rebellion in the previous life. # Use painting as a guide to enter the middle game of painting# She will also be confused and scared. I don't know the rules, I don't know the conspiracy, I don't know where I'm going, I don't know the way back. I don't even know how to face those pains, those resentments, and those regrets. However, the man walked up to her again and said to her: "Shenzi said that the mountains and the sea compete for water, and the sea will get it, but I don't believe in Legalism. All natural changes have their own way, so how can the changes brought about by humans not be regarded as the way?" Finished and reborn, she fell in love with this man again. Perhaps, these three words Chu Sinian are the way she is looking for. [Heart-moving version copywriting] On a dark and lonely snowy night, he half-knelt in front of Jiu An and said: "Men and women do not have any intimacy with each other. It is because I don't know the etiquette and I want to carry Miss Song home." She looked at his back, and at that moment, she felt that the boy's narrow shoulders were extremely broad. "Even though there is no sedan, I don't want the girl's shoes to be soaked in snow." Even if I am still young, I still want to protect you. It was another night in a lonely mountain and forest, where he was trapped by wild beasts. Holding a torch in one hand and a hairpin in the other, she went up the mountain to rescue him. Her legs were trembling, you know how scared she was going up the mountain alone in the dark night. "Chu Sinian——" She ran toward him with fire, lighting up the valley. The fingers were intertwined, the firelight was swaying, and the moment they touched each other, they both understood that you are the medicine that can heal me in this life. Demining: 1. The heroine may feel fragile at first, but she will digest it on her own, and she definitely won't just rely on men's whining! No, no, no! All female characters have their own strength and wisdom. 2. The male protagonist was named Daizhao in his previous life, and Daizhao is the highest professional title at Hanlin Painting Academy. 3. Plot flow is the main one and emotional flow is the supplement. 3. Contains group portraits and sub-CP ------------------------------------------------------------------ [Qingze related drama "Brother Xinbai, Get Eternal Life" Column Request for Collection (Refill)] There is a rumor: "There are gods and men living in the mountain of Miaogushe. The skin is like ice and snow, and the body is like a virgin. It does not eat grains and attracts wind and dew." There are ghosts in the south of Chu. Spring is five hundred years old, and autumn is five hundred years old. Ever since Shen Xin could remember, she had been guarding Miaogu Sheshan day and night. She had seen the jade statue made for her by the mountain people, but it looked like a man. He was worshiped and trusted by people, and the spirit in the jade statue became more and more powerful. The five-hundred-year-old autumn came soon, and she fell into a deep sleep and turned into a chun tree. Unexpectedly, she was cut down by the mountain people and used as the base of the jade statue. She breathed out helplessly: "It turns out that the world does not love God. What the world loves is the faith in their hearts." Without the protection of the underworld, Daqing invaded Nanchu. They stole the jade statue and burned the chun wood base on Miaogushe Mountain. When Shen Xin died, all the living creatures on Miaogushe Mountain quickly dried up overnight, turning the sacred mountain into a dead mountain. And she also used her last strength to attach her last spirit to Princess Qingze. All the people are evil, and she doesn't want people's dirty thoughts to tarnish the jade-like young man in the jade statue. "Bai Peisheng, I don't want you to become a demon, I want you to become a god." Many years later, no one in Southern Chu remembered that there was a god who was loved by all people on Miaogushe Mountain. [Bai Peisheng's perspective] After Bai Peisheng came out of the jade statue, all he could think about was looking for Shen Xin's spirit to disperse. In a daze, he actually saw the shadowy figure passing by in the Daqing Palace. He grabbed the little girl's hand forcefully and smelled her whole body: "You don't look like her at all." "Perhaps, even I myself have never really known her. If I gain her fame and occupy her divine position, I really think I am a god." He turned around and left decisively, with countless loneliness hidden in his back. "I think maybe I killed that fairy." No one in Qingze believes in me, and the people in Southern Chu forget themselves. My spiritual power is passing away day by day, but I just want to take you home. Purpose: To promote traditional Chinese art, from landscapes, flowers and birds, to literati, to boundary paintings, to porcelain, everything is available.